Treasure Island Music Festival: Day Two in Photos
Sunday was overcast with heavy winds, coupled with fact that we were on an island meant that it was even colder. For some it was too cold to enjoy the festival.
Not for babies, and men in bunny suits--they always stay warm with smiles.
(D): It’s cliché, but nevertheless true—the sun broke through the clouds exactly as Grizzly Bear began to play. Grizzly Bear’s set, acoustically, and sonically was the most impressive and harmoniously beautiful of all the two day performances. Daniel Rossen's voice is uniquely sweet, with a lullaby tone. As he played the crowd grew and everyone seemed to stop and watch.
(E): It was a rare over the weekend to hear a band recreate their stunning studio albums into equally stunning live performance, but Grizzly Bear was an exception. The balance of energy and restraint, the haunting vocal harmonies, and the judicious use of electric sounds made for a pretty special show. Both "Two Weeks" and "While You Wait for the Others", great singles that truly show why Veckatimest blew so many fans out of the water, sounded even better live.
(D): Bob Mould is a veteran, and that’s not a comment about him being one of oldest performers on both days' lineups. He’s confidant from experience, which shows as he rocks out on stage, easily climbing scales on his guitar while youthfully jumping around the stage. His vocals belted quickly, as he bobbed his head back in forth—a man unfazed by time. His music is reminiscent of rock angst, and rebellion: a reminder of a time when Beirut was considered alternative like the Cranberrys.
(E): The sheer 90s of it all made me want to go home, drink whiskey and listen to the Replacements. Bob Mould (besides being a fellow Alumni of Macalester College - go Scots!) is a legend for those appreciators of what was punk and grunge in the 80s and 90s. On Sunday, a crowd probably too young to know what to expect, got to see just what makes someone a legend. A grey-haired rock star and his highly-talented, high energy band put out some of the best music of the weekend and didn't hold back. Having that type of experience on such an intimate scale was one of the things that made this performance, and the festival as a whole, such a gem.
(E): I have nothing bad to say about Beirut. The songs are beautiful. His style stands out in the sea of the indie rock guitar-synth model, and I like it. That said--Sunday's performance was a bit of a shoulder-shrug. Whether the sound techs were baffled by the presence of trumpets and ukuleles or someone simply forgot to turn up the lead vocals, the whole performance felt a bit flat. Several people I spoke with felt that the Beirut sound would do better indoors at a venue with sick acoustics, and I can't help but agree.
(D): Like Bob Mould, The Walkmen provided a needed edgy rock throughout most of their set. On occasion they slowed their tempo, more folksy, less the scream which hooked us early on. In comparison to some of the contemporary bands on bill, The Walkmen came out in the dawn of indie rock movement, along with The White Stripes and The Strokes. They performed with similar bravado, and feverish flare. They were the ambassadors of indie rock, providing roots for the festival.
As nightfall grew, the clouds loomed over the island, dropping the temperature ten more degrees.
(D): At this point, I bailed like a wimp beaten by the cold, preferring sweat pants and hot chocolate to The Decemberists, Yo La Tengo, and the The Flaming Lips. A decision I still haven’t settled with Swiss Miss.
Yo La Tengo
Yo La Tengo is another indie rooted performer. During his performance he ripped on the guitar, pulling the feedback out of the amplifier in Jimi Hendrix fashion.
The Flaming Lips
(E): The Flaming Lips’ show was amazing. The set began with a great white light flashing out of the crotch of a female dancer, with Wayne Coyne being born on stage, emerging in his bubble (shown above). Their performance is always a spectacle, which makes them one of the most memorable groups, and one that surely people will tell their kids. In truth, the next generation might be able to see Wayne Coyne crowd surfing in a bubble, wearing the "same fucking suit" (a member in the crowd stated) in 25 years.
You can also see all our pictures from Day One - Treasure Island Music Festival: Day One in Photos